Sunday, October 16, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
In her last two most recent posts (#1 here , #2 here) she gives a pretty engaging blow by blow with an almost Dan-Brown-esque series of events that had you eagerly reading to see how it ended. After reading through the 2nd post I was struck by a powerful sense of gratitude. Gratitude that I live in a place that makes healthcare available to my family less than 2 blocks from where we live. Gratitude that I work for an employer that offers me affordable heath benefits and an on-site clinic. And gratitude for the company that I work for, for providing employers with affordable options for their employee's health benefit plans.
I hope everyone that reads my blog takes a detour over to Angie's and checks out her story. I encourage everyone I know to not close your eyes to what is going on in other parts of the world, Africa or otherwise. Whether it's malaria or access to prenatal and maternity care, there are issues that we should make ourselves aware of because whether they are issues for us, our neighbors, or people across a vast ocean, they are issues that impact humanity as a whole.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
There, I feel much better taking a cyber-stand for something that has been bugging me for at least a week.
And for the record, since I'm sure one or two people that read my blog will probably be appalled that I take pro-choice stance, let me be clear: I'm not pro-abortion. I'm pro-sex education. I'm pro-teaching teenagers about sex and its repercussions instead of telling them to wait until they are married. And I'm actually in favor of taking action against some individuals that think that having a set of reproductive organs gives them a free account for making as many babies as they like without the means to care for them.
Maybe it's a bit liberal and progressive, but whatever has been happening in our culture that has led to the glamorization of "Teen Moms" is exactly why that Planned Parenthood is needed and necessary. And why I think they should feed birth control through water fountains in public high schools across the nation. Vote Swan, 2020!
|From September 2011|
I was a second grader when my brother, John, was born. I was in Mr. Oxford's class, and my mom had been working a long time to have one more baby after having my sister and I, and after trying and trying she'd gotten pregnant and (I think) she knew she was having a boy. If she didn't know she was sure hoping against hope for one.
So while I'm at school I get called to the office because my mom is on her way to have her baby in Miles City. My sister and I spend the night with one of my mom's friends, and we heard the answering machine message telling us we had a new little brother. His name was John Wade. 6lbs, 12 oz, 19 inches of raw man power.... in baby form.
My brother is 8 years my junior, so I've had a lot of fun in my formative years picking on him, but I also consider him one of my best friends. For all the faults I can point out (and as the oldest sibling, I am allowed to point out as many as necessary), I can show you equally how many amazing qualities he has. Musician, athlete, whatever he sets his mind to he achieves. Except vacuuming :)
So this blog post goes out to you, Nicholai, you beautiful beast, you. You make me laugh hysterically, and you also elicit fits of black-out rage, but in either scenario I know you know that I know how special you are. I love you, I hope you have a wonderful birthday, and I plan to make you a pan of something delicious after your big fight this month. If anyone is interested in seeing some grown men roll around half naked on the floor beating the crap out of each other, CLICK THAT LINK!
Happy birthday, John!!!!!! These are two of the best pictures I have of John. The girl with him is his girlfriend Cricket. I pretty much love her!
|From September 2011|
|From September 2011|
Friday, October 7, 2011
I would also like to report, Elder Scrolls: Skyrim is released on 11/11/11.
It's the the perfect storm of awesomeness. My beloved children will be gone and I'll have nothing but time to play video games.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
It's a sick day in Casa de la Swan today. Elora's got a case of the pukes, poor baby. It's a powerless feeling to have a kid feeling icky. All I can do is make her comfy, snuggle her, and try to keep her happy. Somedays I need these mom experiences because I get to show her how much I love her. I tell her I love her everyday, but I remember my mom when I didn't feel good, making cinnamon toast and watching tv, and even though I didn't feel good I appreciated having mom's undivided attention. Colter B is staying home just in case he gets the late onset pukes.
Colter was his own brand of "sick" this morning, which didn't involve illness so much as it was sick-in-the-head. He climbed into my bed around 3:30 and proceeded to blast me with the heat from his little body until I removed him an hour later. This kid is HOT. When I tried to convince him to go back to sleep he ignored me and started playing with his noisiest toys. Of course.
So Thad is going to work (after a 7-Up run) and I'm staying home with chitlins. I'm glad I didn't play hooky last week when I had considered calling off for the first time in the 15+ months I've worked there. Deep down, I knew something like this would happen.
We spent last weekend in Colstrip, just the kids and I. I spent some much needed together time with my mom and dad, and spent a lot of time with Colter B while Elora stayed with Thad's folks and her cousin Sophia. Sophia became a big sister last week to a new cygnet (look it up) who goes by the name Desmond Link. I got to meet the little spud on Sunday and he is just perfect.
My next post is going to shake things up around this boring old patch of internet space. Stay tuned!